Today I will write about life at Stanford University.  Much of this info comes from the monthly STANFORD for alumni, but I've also visited a bunch of times after graduating. One of the miracles of my life was that I even went there at all.  I was an average student most of my life.  Perhaps growing up in Kakaako, a lower-class portion of Honolulu, was partly responsible.  Maybe wanting to be like one of my gang was not personally productive.  Whatever, by the time I was a sophomore at McKinley High School, I was put in a lower level English-Social Studies group, as our school system placed students by performed capability. Around that time, Bishop Estate essentially kicked our neighborhood out of our homes to pave the way for all those tall buildings you now see in Ward Village.  Kalihi was not much of an improvement, plus I had to catch the bus to get to McKinley High School.  In most ways, I was sort of alone for the first time in my life.  Yes,...

Last week for nostalgia Tuesday I presented a storyboard for   MY LIFE .  Today, I will complete it.  Note that the title has been adjusted, and will involuntarily someday need a finalization, as I have suggested. MY LIFE:  I'm not into anything like astrology, but the following sounds about right for me. I will be 84 this year.  I was born in 1940, and I have noticed that I had a challenging first half of my life, scrambling to keep up and lucky to attain what I accomplished.  Hmmm...how do I get rid of all those  I s?  Life got better from the age of 42, and has continued to improve to today. Started great, actually, for here is one calculation that the odds of me being born was 1 in 400,000,000,000,000, or 4 times 10 to the 14th power. But that was from Instagram, not a credible source.   Science Alert  uses that beginning analysis and goes on to say that the real odds of anyone being born is  1 in 10 to the 2,685,000th powe...